Well, officially, I am alone now. No in-betweens, half-shoe-ins, or even interest. Just me. Not as scary as I thought. And not terribly lonely either.
I can wait to be excited about someone else knowing how much I've hurt my special someones. I'm sick of hurting and hurting others. It's boring and draining. I want my next relationship to be with someone who I don't feel bored, annoyed, anxious, confused, lonely, or unloved with.
I want something real and I want to give something real. I want to feel something real. I want to live something real. I'm tired of being under a rock, concealed and concealing. I can't wait until I am seeing someone who is as excited about me as I am about him - so much that there is nothing hidden, and especially no desire to hide.
Posted via
m.livejournal.com.